Evenfall
Imagine you wake up in Twilight as a random side character. (Part 8)
Nullification!reader Human reader! Fem reader! SideCharacter Bella! Isekai au! Edward Cullen X reader. Eventually Jacob Black x reader. (2 endings.) (All characters will be written less creepy and one dimensional than the ones in the books.)
Previous
After the revelation of Waylon's death, Edward had refused to leave Y/N’s side until she had agreed to never go anywhere alone for the next day and a half. It was almost not enough to convince Edward but somehow Y/N had managed to do it.
Dinner with Bella went smoothly, they had easy chatter and she had told Y/N that she wanted to stay at least for the rest of the year seeing as it was already the middle of the school year and it wasn’t worth switching schools again. They ended off their dinner by going home to finish their trig homework together. Something that Y/N hadn’t expected, was that Bella was very openly showing her aversion to Edward.
‘Honestly, are you okay? He seems so possessive.’ Bella frowned while punching in numbers into her calculator.
‘Yes! We’re just friends. I don’t think he actually likes me in the way he says he does.’ Y/N winced, biting down on the end of her pen thoughtfully.
‘Oh no. He likes you. Don’t get that wrong. I’ve seen the way he looks at you.’ Bella looked up, giving her a soft smile.
‘Besides, he all but ripped my head off with his eyes when I tried to flirt with you.’ She snickered, resting her hand on her closed fist.
‘Huh?’
‘You’re so cute Y/N/N.’
‘Wha-’
‘But I can tell you also like him. That's the only reason I'm backing off.’ Bella stood up, gathering her papers with a sly smile.
'Huh??'
‘So, if he ever treats you badly, I’m available okay? G’night.’ She gave Y/N a wink before heading up stairs.
Y/N was stunlocked. What? Bella liked her? Wait, wait. Huh? She blinked, turning to look up the stairs. Well thank goodness Edward wasn’t here to witness that. Y/N slowly cleared up her desk. That was a turn of events she wasn’t expecting.
That night, Y/N swore that just as she fell asleep, she heard a wolf howling. Although, she could have been dreaming because she remembered distinctly she did dream about wolves that night. A large russet coloured one with intelligent, dark brown eyes. It stood next to a jet black wolf. Huge in size, almost like a bear. He was leading a pack towards her. They were all huge, bigger than normal wolves but the one in the front was largest.
Y/N awoke with a start, gasping for air. For some reason, that dream had Y/N’s heart racing. It felt as if she had forgotten something. Something very important.
Prom was in a few weeks.
Y/N didn’t do dancing. That was something in common she had with Bella. Dancing at school functions was a nightmare.
Actually, school functions alone were nightmares.
She groaned and sat up, rubbing her eyes with a yawn. Maybe she could skip it. Edward probably wouldn’t ask her. It didn’t seem like his type of thing anyways.
She stood up and stretched her stiff limbs, turning to her window to find that it was drizzling.
Of course it was. It was Forks.
Well, she had enjoyed enough sunshine for the past week. Her eyes caught sight of a familiar white Volvo.
Back already? Y/N squinted, before turning away to get changed. It was going to be a cold one today. Probably a cold week actually but who was keeping score?
She sighed, rummaging through the fridge, spotting some bacon and a carton of eggs. Well, that didn’t sound too bad. She got to work, cracking the eggs into a bowl and began whisking them when a soft rap from the front door interrupted her.
‘Already?’ Y/N mumbled, setting down the bowl and dusting off her apron. Opening the door, she was greeted by a slightly damp Edward. His hair was flopped over from the rain and the drops of water slid down his porcelain skin. He looked almost flushed, as if his cheeks almost had colour to them.
Beautiful.
‘I’m home.’ He whispered, looking completely unaffected by the weather. His eyes were crinkled into that same familiar smile. Y/N felt a pang through her heart.
He probably only liked her because she had assumed the role of the main character. At the end of the day, Edward didn’t really like her. It was the fact that he couldn't read her mind. Y/N steeled her heart and gave him a friendly smile.
‘Welcome back Edward!’
Edward blinked, his smile faltering.
‘I know that look. What's wrong? What are you thinking about?’ He really had the kicked puppy look, down to an art.
‘We can talk about it later, I'm still making breakfast.’ Y/N stepped back to let Edward in, looking down at the ground to avoid his prying eyes.
‘Y/N…’ He whispered, sounding wounded.
‘Edward, come inside, it's cold outside, come on.’
‘Y/N I can’t read your mind, I need you to tell me what’s wrong.’ Edward begged, bringing a shaky hand to brush a thumb against her cheek.
‘It’s nothing.’
‘It’s not nothing if it's making you upset.’
‘How do you know I’m upset?’
‘Your shoulders are tense, your heart’s beating fast and not because I’ve smiled at you. Your eyebrows are drawn together and you can’t look me in the eye.’ He rapidly fired answers at her, tone apprehensive still.
‘Have I done something?’ Edward stepped inside, giving Y/N a once-over trying to see if he had somehow hurt her physically.
‘No Edward, it’s fine. It’s nothing, really.’ She clenched her fist before turning back to the kitchen.
‘Y/N.’ Edward blurred over to her.
‘It’s hard to understand why you like me. Honestly, I wonder if it's just because I smell ‘good’ to you and that you can't read my mind.’ She sighed, picking up her bowl of semi-beaten eggs and turning her back to a silent Edward.
A pair of cold arms, wrapped around her mid waist slowly, lovingly.
‘Thank you for telling me. I’m sorry.’ He whispered, pressing his face into hair.
‘It's not your fault.’ She mumbled setting down the eggs to turn on the stove. Her heart sped up at the contact.
‘It is. It's my fault. I haven't been showing you how amazing you are. How kind hearted, how brave or resilient you are.’ He sighed, closing his eyes.
‘What are you even talking about? You've only-’
‘You were lost on your first day. Yet instead of asking for help you stuck with trying to look for class yourself.’ He recounted, as Y/N began to place the slices of bacon on the cast iron pan.
‘You also held your ground, when I was rude to you. Telling you to leave. Which I am still sorry for.’ He winced at the memory.
‘And yet, you are kind to me. I was rude for no reason and you were kind.’
‘You did save my life.’ Y/N mused, over the crackling of oil.
‘Yes, and even then you asked me if I was okay. After you had almost gotten crushed. Besides, I can't read Chief Swan's daughters mind and I can't stand her.’ Edward spun Y/N around gently. ‘Y/N you are so kind, you are everything and I will spend the rest of my damned life making sure that you can see that you are everything if you'd let me.’
Y/N felt her neck begin to heat up. She buried her face in Edward’s chest to hide her embarrassment.
‘Not fair.’
‘What's not fair?’
‘I was trying to let myself down easily but then you come and say all this stuff. Now I can’t convince myself that you don’t actually like me.’ Y/N whined, pulling back and slapping his chest.
‘Hey, why are you hitting me? I didn’t do anything!’ He laughed, turning back on the stove and pouring oil on the pan.
‘Hush you, it’s not like it hurts you anyways.’ Y/N turned around huffily, pouring the beaten eggs into the pan. She grabbed a spatula and whacked Edward on across the chest lightly.
‘Better flip your bacon too or it'll burn and we’ll be late.’ Edward moved to wash the empty bowl and discard the unneeded items on the counter.
‘Well, now what is this?’ A deep voice interrupted.
‘Morning Chief Swan! I was going to pick up Y/N but she needed some help with the cooking. I hope you don't mind.’ Edward gave Charlie an ever charming grin.
Charlie raised a single eyebrow and turned to Y/N for confirmation.
‘Mhm, it’s bacon and eggs today!’ Y/N gave a smile, wiping her hands. ‘I’m sorry Charlie, I should have asked before inviting him in.’
‘No, it’s okay Y/N.’ Charlie gave her a reassuring smile, walking over to the breakfast table and sitting down. ‘It’s not you I’m worried about.’ Charlie gave Edward a pointed look.
‘I assure you, Chief, I intend to court Y/N. Though, I don’t think you need to worry about me at the moment.’ Edward gave a half hearted wince. ‘She doesn’t seem to return my feelings just yet.’
‘Hm.’ Charlie sniffed, looking between the two teenagers.
‘Breakfast is ready!’ Y/N interrupted, handing Charlie a plate full of toast, scrambled eggs and bacon. ‘I hope scrambled is okay.’ She sat down, giving a look to the plate she made for Bella that was sitting on the stovetop.
‘Is that one over there for me?’ Bella slipped into the kitchen, pulling on her shoes.
‘Yep! I left it on the stove so it’d stay warm!.’ Y/N grinned, as Edward hurriedly sat down next to her.
‘Thanks so much! You’re the best Y/N!’ Bella snuck a quick kiss on Y/N’s cheek in passing, flashing a vicious smile towards Edward.
‘No worries!’ Y/N sat down, gripping the side of Edwards shirt, grounding his simmering form.
‘Not gonna eat?’ Charlie narrowed his eyes at the boy who was grinding his teeth.
‘I had breakfast before I came to pick up Y/N.’ Edward gave a thin, yet somehow, still alluring smile. Y/N raised an eyebrow in amusement. Technically it wasn't a lie. He did go hunting before he came, so he did eat.
Y/N polished off her plate quickly, wanting to get out of the room as quickly as possible. The tension between Bella and Edward was palpable, and not in a hot way.
‘Okay! I'm done! I'll be home early!’ Y/N said, standing quickly.
‘Oh, before I forget. My sister's Alice and Rosalie, want to take Y/N out tomorrow to Port Angeles dress shopping.’ Edward stood, pushing back his chair.
‘Oh?’ Charlie raised his eyebrows, flicking his eyes over to Y/N, who was washing her plate. ‘Well if she wants to go it's fine.’ Charlie mumbled, forking a mouthful of eggs.
‘Thank you Chief Swan.’ Edward gave a genuine grin, looking over at Y/N, who was wiping her hand on her apron.
‘Okay! I’m ready to head out. I’ll see you at school Bella?’ Y/N smiled sympathetically. ‘Make sure you drive safely okay!’
‘Alright! I’ll see you soon.’
And so, Friday passed just as quickly as any other day. Nothing special, at least not until Y/N had heard Angela asked Bella to the dance. That was cute and yet somehow expected. It wasn't like Eric Yorkie was really any competition.
Soon it was Saturday, and they had already set off toward the Cullen house. Edward had stayed over the night again, keeping his eyes closed as promised. He was practically buzzing in excitement for the day after. Somehow though, he was able to keep himself from trembling in pure enthusiasm.
Y/N however, had slept in patchy increments. She couldn’t particularly remember the dreams but she remembered feeling a cool hand on her forehead in the middle of the night. The gentle cold, flushed away lingering, hot irritation.
Edward had barely fought off Alice and Rosalie into driving themselves to Port Angeles. Y/N didn't mind if they car pooled but Edward was indignant that he and Y/N had their privacy for the hour drive. However, Rosalie had a BMW M3 convertible, and Alice had a yellow Porsche 911 Turbo. Honestly the Volvo paled compared to the girl's cars. (Don't tell Edward.) But she had promised to ride with Edward.
He rolled his eyes, grumbling about how he could still hear their intrusive thoughts.
‘So how does your mind reading work?’ Y/N asked, snuggling into the heated car seat. He had remembered this time.
‘Well, I don’t have to look at them to hear them. I can hear everything as they’re thinking it. It sounds just like talking except that its in monologue.’ Edward hummed, placing his hand on the centre console.
‘Wow, must get pretty loud all the time.’ Y/N noted, trying to imagine how it would be. Constant chatter,
‘Mm yes, but I've learnt to tune it out.’ Edward gave a half shrug, turning to Y/N with a smile. ‘Besides, I get a bit of peace when I’m with you. I don’t have to read your mind to know what you’re thinking most of the time.’
‘Ok smarty pants.’ Y/N rolled her eyes, amused.
Edward laughed, before his voice turned into a groan.
‘Whats wrong?’ Y/N blinked
‘Alice wants you to know we’ll be there in ten and Rosalie wants to ask if you like Versache and if you’d prefer Bvlgari or Cartier jewellery.’ Edward sighed, before raising his voice slightly.
‘Shut up, I’m doing fine. I do not need flirting tips.’
Y/N burst into a fit of giggles, snorting into her hand. Edward looked slightly embarrassed.
‘The Edward Cullen getting flirting advice?’ Y/N said in between chuckles, wracking her body. ‘HA.’
‘What, you don’t think my face is pretty enough?’ Edward teased, glancing at the still laughing girl. Her eyes were crinkled, cheeks lifted into a soft, bright smile.
‘Hm, I’d say you've got the flirting thing down.’
‘You think?’
‘I’m sure. But, your dimples do help your cause.’
Edward flashed a winning smile.
The last hour had been Y/N trying on dresses whilst Alice and Rosalie ooh and ahh’ed over her. Y/N felt like a Barbie doll, but not particularly in a bad way. It was kind of nice to be fussed over.
Edward was strangely quiet, smiling in appreciation at each dress that Y/N stepped out in. Only Alice and Rosalie could tell that Edward was completely enraptured by Y/N's quiet gracefulness and honesty.
‘I really don't have a preference.’ Y/N mumbled, gathering the fabric of the cream, taffeta gown she was wearing.
‘If you give us your measurements, we could order a bespoke gown for you. How do you feel about Alexander McQueen?’ Rosalie pulled out her phone typing out a message.
‘Oh my days ABSOLUTELY NOT-'
‘We’ll take your measurements.’ Alice nodded, whisking Y/N into the dressing room while Rosalie asked for a measuring tape.
'WAIT!'
After a full ten minutes of being poked and prodded. Y/N cracked her neck, stretching her arms out in her own clothes finally.
Stepping outside the door of the dress shop for a second. She spotted a group of suspicious looking men, leering at her. The group seemed disheveled and unkept, like a pack of rabid dogs awaiting their next meal.
The one in the front was being nudged forward, men around him snickering in a depraved manner.
Y/N frowned slightly, tilting her head, men being strange. This wasn’t anything new, nothing to worry about.
‘If you even touch her.’ Edward snarled, all but ripping the door off its hinges.
‘Edward?’ Y/N jumped, flicking her gaze behind her. ‘What’s wrong.’
‘I’m going to kill them, I’ll rip apart their bodies and douse them in gasoline.’ He trembles, hands clenching into stone fists.
‘Edward you can’t. Calm down-’
‘I’ll take the left and Alice will take the right. You go down the middle.’ Rosalie added, being joined by Alice who also somehow looked terrifyingly calm. They had come out of the shop without Y/N even noticing.
‘Guys.’ Y/N said insistently, attempting to herd them with her arms. ‘Don’t cause a scene. Come on, let's go back into the store-.’
‘HEY LEATHER JACKET GIRL.’ One of them shouted from the street. ‘WANNA GO FOR A-’
‘I’M A LITTLE BUSY TRYING TO MAKE SURE YOU DON’T GET KILLED SO WHY DON’T YOU F**K RIGHT OFF.’ Y/N struggled, knowing that it wasn't her strength that kept the vampires from massacring the strangers.
To the group’s credit, they looked confused and decided to leave, continuing down the street whilst chattering amongst themselves about how strange it was that the other three had golden eyes.
‘There all finished! Now let's go back to dress shopping!’ Y/N rambled, shoving the vampires back into the shop one by one.
‘I should kill them for what they were thinking.’ Edward muttered, shoving his hands in his coat pockets.
‘Yeah but that would mean you have to leave me here.’ Y/N pouted, trying to tempt him into staying.
Edward narrowed his eyes and looked at Y/N, mulling over her words.
‘Fine. I’ll do it later.’
‘NO.’
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A/N
Sorry guys! I've been really fatigued and just finished exams! Honestly still super tired but I hope this was okay :C I know it's on the shorter side, DONT HATE ME PLS 😭😭
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